A bet

A bet

A Poem by Donald Meikle
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a verb

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What is this wondrous internet
That causes reddened cheeks of wet
As people leave I have not met
The hole in space is empty yet
As words are cast and thrown to let
another lost and sober vet
Attain aplomb enough to get
A certain satisfaction set
To face the emptiness
We can't forget
Awaiting

© 2008 Donald Meikle


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This makes me weep, Donald. How can you possibly know where all the buttons are hidden?

Posted 17 Years Ago



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Donald Meikle
Donald Meikle

Halifax, MA



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Liverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..

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